949 Regret It?

Tears burst out of his eyes and spread all over his face.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously again, trying to stop the tears, but he couldn't stop them.

He didn't believe it, how could she die!

He hadn't called her yet, and though he had called her countless times in his dreams and nights, she hadn't heard him once.

Last time she had someone bring him a handmade dress and a small bow, he didn't thank her, didn't tell her, he really liked it.

She gave birth to him, but she never raised him, she didn't take him very seriously, and she cooked for him.

I didn't sleep with him, nor did I call him "good baby" like Zhong Weiwei called Yuanzi. ”

How did she die!

It must be a lie, it must be yes!

Choked up again and wanted to curse, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but cry.

Zhong Weiwei hugged him in his arms and hugged him tightly: "If you are sad, cry, you can cry as much as you want." ”

As she spoke, she couldn't hold back her tears.

Like a wounded little beast, he whimpered and struck her with his fists.

He is too young, has suffered too many injuries and grievances, and when he is young, he knows that he should consider others and not be a burden and dislike.

I have been suppressed for too long, and at this moment, I finally can't help it, and I just want to vent the anger and pain of losing my mother.

Aunt Qian was frightened and was busy stepping forward to pull away, Zhong Weiwei shook her head lightly, signaling Aunt Qian to go away and leave it alone.

If you have grief in your heart, you should radiate it, otherwise it will only bring more harm and hidden dangers if you are depressed in your heart.

It has nothing to do with taking care of orphans or anything, she just loves this child simply, the child she raised with her own hands, and she is reluctant to let him be hurt a little bit.

If she could, she would be willing to take on all these things, but she couldn't grow up for it, and she couldn't live this life for her.

After a long time, when he was finally tired again, he collapsed in her arms, sobbing softly, and his eyes were swollen into a pair of red peaches.

Zhong Weiwei wanted to pick him up, but found that the weak and thin child in the past was now so grown that she couldn't hold it, so she squatted down and wanted to carry it back.

Aunt Qing stepped forward: "Niangniang, come on, slave maid." ”

Zhong Weiwei shook his head: "I'll come." ”

He lay on her back again, hugged her neck tightly and did not let go, and tears soon wet her shoulders again.

Zhong Weiwei's body is much healthier and stronger than before, but it is still a little difficult to carry such a big child, she is tired after walking for a while, but she refuses to let go, and relies on her wholeheartedly.

She gritted her teeth and carried him on her back until she came to pick him up, and she didn't let go.

got on his shoulders, and he leaned on her arms and didn't move, clutching her sleeves tightly and refusing to relax.

Zhong Wei only took a moment, patted him on the back until he stopped crying, held his face with his hand, met his eyes, and said softly, "Remember what I said to you before?" ”

He nodded with red eyes again: "We are a family." ”

Zhong Weiwei touched his head: "Always remember this." In my heart, you are the same as Yuanzi. ”

It gradually quieted down again, and went back to the dormitory without eating.

Zhong Weiwei stayed until he fell asleep, and then got up and went to Yong'an Palace.

Empress Dowager Wei was lying on the bed in a daze, hearing the voice slowly coming back to her senses, and when she saw Zhong Weiwei, there was a hint of hatred in her eyes, and the flabby r on her cheeks shook uncontrollably a few times.

Zhong Weiwei knew that she hated herself, but she had no intention of bothering her, stared into her eyes and said in a deep voice: "I came today to tell the Queen Mother that Sister Ah was martyred." ”

Empress Dowager Wei was stunned for a moment, her lips trembled slightly, and a "ho-ho" sound came out of her throat, as if she wanted to struggle to jump up and grab her, but she was suffering from weakness all over her body, and the hatred and madness in her eyes were missing.

Zhong Weiwei was unmoved, recounted the whole process, and asked: "Queen Mother, how do you feel about the tragic death of your own daughter at the hands of people you colluded with?" ”

The muscles on Empress Dowager Wei's face twitched violently, and she struggled to pant like a dead fish.

"Li Shang has been sacrificed alive by His Majesty, King Wu will also die soon, Dongling will be defeated sooner or later, and His Majesty's throne will sit very firmly. I'm here to tell you about it. ”

Zhong Weiwei no longer ignored Empress Dowager Wei, turned around and walked out.

She doesn't want her children anymore, she experiences the same thing as Duanren and Chonghua, parents can't give their children a rich life, but they can't break their hearts.

The door of the temple was slammed shut, and the lady who was on guard came down to inspect it in a heavy manner, and then withdrew aside.

Empress Dowager Wei stared at the top of the tent for a long time, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Of her three children, only one remains, and she is the one who hates her the most.

She said that she didn't know how she felt at the moment, and she didn't know if she regretted it, but she knew that she was very uncomfortable.

The female officer saw it clearly and sneered: "It's really rare." If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place? ”

Female Officer B shook her head: "It's really a sin." ”

The mourning hall was built the next day, because it could not exceed the regulations of the eldest princess of the country, so it was still as simple as possible.

The eldest princess of the country has no children and no daughters, and when the funeral was held, Zhong Weiwei selected a few people from the clan to serve as children, hold spirit cards and break pots, and guard spirits.

This time, she relied on the gourd to draw the scoop, and in addition to the children of other clans, she deliberately singled out to do this again, which was regarded as a fate between the mother and son.

The funeral was prepared, but the coffin was still on the way, and Liu Cen was ordered to bring someone to greet him, but he was sick again.

The child pretended to be uneasy, he thought that he would grow up quickly, go to the battlefield, and kill the Dongling people to avenge Duanren, so he didn't listen to the advice, rode a horse and arrows late every day, and didn't read books.

The people below all came to ask Zhong Weiwei to stop him, but Zhong Weiwei didn't stop him, it was still that sentence, and he had to let him spread it.

After staying up for a few days, he finally fell ill, with a high fever, and the old problem was also committed, and he had to hold Zhong Weiwei's hand at night to fall asleep.

Zhong Weiwei has to deal with government affairs during the day and guard him at night, and after staying up for two nights, he can't hold it anymore.

In the evening of the same day, when she had dinner with the palace concubine, Hu Zizhi sent someone to take leave, saying that she was sick with wind and cold at night.

Zhong Weiwei didn't have time to go to her business, so he arranged for the imperial doctor, and asked Chen Qiyun and others to visit the patient.

Chen Qiyun came back soon, looking a little bad: "Very sick, vomiting and diarrhea, already a little unconscious." ”

Chonghua has attacked Dongling again, Xu Han is seriously injured, and Chen Liuhou is very important, at this time, Hu Zizhi must not have an accident.

Zhong Weiwei rubbed his forehead, so he could only go in person, personally staring at the imperial doctor to consult and prescribe medicine, and then watching Hu Zizhi take medicine.

When Hu Zizhi saw her, she just shed tears: "I implore my mother to allow my concubine's mother to enter the palace to visit the sick." ”

The palace concubines have no favor, let alone children, and they are usually strict, it is normal to want to see their relatives when they are sick, Zhong Weiwei responded without hesitation.